I had writer's block Today. Still, I wrote this anyway As I heard Adele sing Rolling in the Deep. Old as the song may seem, It spoke to me. My hopes and dreams, They become Meaningless to me, As I choose to sing Songs to Shiva- In which I dearly believe- Instead of the crowd Of voices in my head. Schizophrenic; I can't tell If they're my friends Or my enemies. I don't really know What I'm trying to get at. I just felt something Telling me to bring Faith to those In need.
You're not alone. You will find Love. And it will come To you, oh beautiful one In your time of grief. This, I truly do Believe.